>>5198565“Yes,” she replies, cupping a hand to her mouth as a jovial barely manages to escape, “I <span class="mu-i">DO</span> tend to leave my mark on people–nothing new there!” Shaking her head with a smile, the woman takes a seat in a nearby folding chair and motions for you to follow suit. “Now tell me, dear, why do you look so glum on such a joyous occasion? It’s a wedding, not a <span class="mu-i">funeral</span>, after all.”
Yea, you groan, you <span class="mu-i">NOTICED</span>. Taking a seat next to Aunt Hazel, you give the passing wedding guests a look of disapproval as they shuffle around the reception. Who cares, anyways? There a law saying you have to be happy at a wedding?
“Hah! Imagine!” The woman laughs, mirthfully slapping her knee! “To be perfectly frank, Stanley, I don’t like them either… weddings, that is.”
You blink at the unexpected response. Come again?
“Yes, yes, it’s fine and all to be merry,” she explains as she waves her drink around in disdain, “but what are we celebrating, really?” Taking another sip from her drink, Auntie looks at you expectantly. “<span class="mu-i">Well?</span>”
You can’t help but be somewhat taken aback–is she serious?
“Gregarious as I am, my dear, I’m <span class="mu-s">ALWAYS</span> serious.” She answers with a finality in her tone. Well then… what <span class="mu-i">ARE</span> you celebrating, anyways?
>YOUR BROTHER GETTING HITCHED, DUH!>SOME ART BITCH TAKING YOUR BROTHER AWAY!>A UNION BETWEEN, LIKE, A MAN AND A WOMAN? SOME RELIGIOUS CONTRACT, RIGHT?>YOU LOSING YOUR BROTHER TO THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DAMN COUNTRY!<span class="mu-r">NONE OF THIS MATTERS.</span>
>WRITE-IN! 